Come into my world and see what I can see.
Count the many tiles that run ahead of me.
Can you hear the voices calling out my name?
Crashing, clashing spirits dragging clanging chains?
Crying, wailing voices chase me down the hall…
(Clever people say that they’re not there at all)
Creatures great and small climb upon the walls
Climbing all around me…can you see them crawl?
Clocks that tick too loudly beat upon my brain
Could you quiet all the noises, could you take away the pain?
G.K.Bostic on 2/1/11